Try cycling in Bermuda, vitually empty roads and beautful scenery, with a bunch of mates.
This is what make cycling fun. Sometimes I completely forget that cycling can actually be like this.
Though there are palm trees in Brixton, Sunday cycling is pretty hellish with the early morning drink drivers, unpredictable druggies and the occasional airgun crossfire. We are constantly ‘on edge’. We probably don’t realise how streetwise we’ve had to become.
Here’s a video of a group of cyclists enjoying a great ride:
I want to book a One Way Ticket.